"Are you almost ready, babe? We're going to be late!" your boyfriend is waiting downstairs to drive the two of you to school, but you're having...problems. Your hair absolutely WON'T cooperate with you.
"Haaaarry, come help me!" you beg. After a moment, you hear him coming up the stairs. He comes into your bedroom and looks at you, having a battle with your hairbrush.
He laughs. "What the hell is going on?" he teases. You glare at him.
"It's not funny! Can you help me, please?" you beg. Time was running out and you really didn't want to go to school with your hair sticking up all over the place.
"Sure," he takes the hairbrush from you and sits on your bed. You sit in his lap (thankful that both of your parents had to go into work early today) and he begins brushing your hair.
Somehow, he gets your hair to calm down. You gawk in the mirror as Harry is able to get all of the tangles out of your hair and pulls it back in a cute braid.
"Harry, how the hell?" you ask. He chuckled and winks at you.
"It's a secret," he winks. "Now c'mon, we're going to be late for school."
You smirk at him and turn on the TV, going to Netflix. He looks at you questioningly.
"How about we have a ditch day instead?"
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